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How would things be different if she took things into her own paws at her normal size? This story replaces chapter 5 and takes Mia in a completely different direction. [b]Warning: don't let the title fool you.[/b]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "What if Mia never started growing? How would things be different if she took things into her own paws at her normal size? This story replaces chapter 5 and takes Mia in a completely different direction. Warning: don't let the title fool you.", "writing": "Mia's Revenge: Clean Ending\n\n© 2018 Jack Doe. Mia and Jill belong to their creator. Do not distribute without all copyright notices and disclaimers intact.\n\nWriting this story does not constitute endorsement of the events depicted herein by the author. Readers are explicitly discouraged from engaging in any activities that are illegal or harmful to themselves or others.\n\nMia awoke with a start and gasped to see Jill standing beside the bed, towering over her and grinning lasciviously. It was a drip of precum from her cock that had woken Mia when it hit her between the eyes.\n\"Get busy,\" the dragoness ordered, thrusting her cock into Mia's face.\nMia took a deep breath. Just get her off, she'll go to work, and then it'll all be over, she thought miserably.\nShe rolled off the bed, got on her knees, grimaced, and took the tip of Jill's cock into her mouth. She hated blowing Jill; the dragoness's cock reeked, tasted terrible, left coarse, pink hairs and crusted bodily fluids in Mia's mouth, and was so big that it made her jaw hurt to try to accommodate it. But knowing that Jill would beat her bloody if she didn't comply, she began tonguing the dragoness's tip, swirling her tongue over the greasy surface and making Jill gasp in pleasure.\nHoping that she could get Jill off without any violence just once before she died, Mia squeezed her eyes closed and continued licking and sucking, slowly working more of the huge cock-head into her mouth and relaxing to let it go down her throat. Desperate not to have to be raped again so soon after yesterday, she reached forward and began stroking the dragoness's massive balls, rubbing them, patting them, and squeezing them with both paws.\nJill groaned in pleasure and thrust forward. Mia braced herself to be forcibly and painfully impaled. She was right to do so. She cried out around Jill's cock as the barbed penis shoved itself even further down her throat. But worse than that was when Jill reared back and those barbs hooked into her esophagus. It was agony as they yanked and dug into her. She couldn't breathe; and tears streamed from her eyes as Jill gripped her head and yanked her off. It was as if Jill tried to make her agony worse each time…why should today be any different? But at least it was Jill's last chance to make Mia suffer.\nJust hold out a little longer. Just a little more pain, and then it will all be over.\nMia coughed and retched as Jill abruptly came down her throat, flexed her cock a couple of times, and then ripped Mia off and threw her across the room like a ragdoll.\n\"Get this place cleaned up, Cunt,\" Jill spat, leaving Mia to wince as she got back to her feet.\nShe heard the door slam and waited a few minutes before leaving the bedroom, just in case Jill came back.\nFinally reassured that Jill wasn't going to barge back in, Mia achingly went to the kitchen. Swallowing hurt really badly, and though she tried to avoid doing it, her bleeding throat made her constantly need to swallow or risk drowning herself. She shuddered: drowning had to be one of the worst ways to die.\nJust make it to the kitchen, get the knife, and do it. Screw making a mess to spite her. It's not even worth the extra time.\nBut as Mia rounded the corner into the kitchen, she stopped short. Right in the middle of the floor was a huge pile of Jill's shit, and yellow piss was sprayed all over the room.\nMia's eye twitched involuntarily as she stared, thunderstruck, at the mess.\n\"My last day,\" she murmured, holding onto the wall to keep from falling over, \"My last day alive, and she goes and does this. No.\" She shook her head. \"No, I cannot die, yet. I have to clean up this mess. Must…clean.\"\nHer body moved on autopilot, going to the cabinet where she kept the cleaning supplies and getting out what she would need. As her hands donned gloves to scoop up Jill's excrement, her eyes latched onto the bottle of industrial-strength bleach.\n\"Mess…must clean up the mess,\" she murmured, her thoughts not quite coherent.\nShe got the bulk of the shit cleaned up and poured the bleach into a bucket, then ran the hottest water she could get into the bucket, too. As she began mopping, she spied a bottle of ammonia.\nAmmonia and bleach…\nHer head twitched, and she frowned and fervently went back to scrubbing the floor, afraid to pursue the half-formed thought that taunted her.\nShe went to the bathroom to empty the disgusting mop bucket contents down the bathtub drain when she spied the toilet bowl brush. She blinked and paused, staring at it curiously. There was a thought…something…on the periphery of her consciousness…\nShe gasped, and her eyes shot wide open. She knew what she needed to do.\n\"Must clean up the mess!\" she giggled to herself, dropping the bucket where it was and letting the contents run all over the floor as she hurried to her closet, got some clothes on, and quickly went out to get some more…cleaning…supplies.\n*************\nMia fretted anxiously as she waited for Jill to get home. The living room and kitchen were immaculate. She couldn't care less about the rest of the house-including the shitty bleach puddle that had turned the chocolate-brown carpet white-that didn't matter. Jill's dinner was cooked just the way she liked it, and Mia was extra certain to wear a skirt, just like Jill had ordered her to do the other night. She checked Jill's food carefully: not a single hair. Of course, it wasn't her hair Jill had seen, either, but what could she do? She eyed Jill's wine glass. It had the variety and vintage Jill had demanded in it. She looked away quickly, her heart beating faster.\nThe door flew open, and Mia's gut wrenched itself just like it always did.\nMust…clean… \nHer paws clenched on their own, but she took a deep breath, forced herself to relax, and plastered on a huge smile.\n\"Hi, Honey! How was your day?\" she asked, her eyes darting from Jill to the table and back.\n\"Dinner.\"\n\"Yes, uh, well, here you go,\" Mia said, quickly hurrying to pull Jill's chair out for her.\nThe dragoness sat down heavily, grabbed the whole turkey in front of her, and began tearing into it with her claws, smacking, getting bits of food all over, and somehow managing to actually get any of it down her craw.\nMia cautiously took her place across the table, fixing Jill with an intent stare, her heart pounding as her eyes darted from Jill to her wine glass and back.\n\"What?\" Jill spat, glaring at her.\nMia swallowed. \"I-I just, I wanted to apologize,\" she found herself saying. \"For…for last night. You're-you're right; I never should have been unfaithful to you. I never should have called out Kara's name.\"- Her eye twitched-\"I swear to you, that will never happen again; I've learned my lesson.\"\nJill grunted in response, threw the eaten turkey carcass over her shoulder, and began eating her salad with her hands, smearing dressing all over her face. Though Mia's instinct was to shrivel her nose in distaste, she forced herself to keep her plastered-on smile, even as much as her face was beginning to tire.\nShe glanced again at Jill's wine glass, and her heart pounded harder in her neck. Did Jill know? Was she waiting for Mia to snap? What if she did know?! Mia's vision began to go blurry, then to fade to darkness as the terror of being found out nearly overwhelmed her.\nClean up this mess, Mia.\nShe gasped, her vision returning to normal just in time to see Jill down half the wine as she got up, belching loudly. Her rancid breath made Mia's eyes water.\n\"Good one,\" she said, venturing a sigh of relief as she hopped down from her chair and followed Jill as she began her inspection of the house.\n\"What the fuck is this?\" Jill demanded on seeing the bleached carpet and brown liquid on the bathroom floor.\nShe blinked and squinted her eyes hard, putting her claws to her head as if she had a headache, then shook it off.\n\"Cunt! What the fuck is this?! Do you want me to fucking end you?\" she demanded, whirling on Mia. \"Are you trying to get water damage? Now you clean up this fucking mess-\"\nThe dragoness's eyes suddenly constricted, and she began to sway.\n\"You rotten little cunt,\" she spat as she fell face-first onto the floor, banging her head against the bathroom counter as she went.\n\"Clean up this mess, Cunt,\" Mia mocked scornfully. Her tone grew distant, dazed...\n\"Whatever you say, Jill.\" \nWhen I'm done cleaning, it will-never-be messy in here again.\nA demented smile crept across her face as she began dragging Jill from the room, grunting and snarling against the dragon's immense weight.\n*************\n\"Wake up, Jill,\" Mia said in a husky voice.\nShe turned on the hose and began spraying, dousing the dragoness from head to toe with the cold water.\nJill woke up sputtering.\n\"What the fuck, you rotten cunt-shit?\" she demanded.\n\"Must clean that filthy mouth!\" Mia replied, pointing the hose right into Jill's face.\nJill went to lunge for her wretched wife but found herself immobilized. She was naked, on her knees, and her wrists were tightly chained to the concrete walls of their garage, as were her thighs, wings, and tail. Snarling, Jill flexed in an attempt to break the chains.\n\"That's it, Missy,\" she growled. \"You're done. The second I get out of this, your life is over! I will rip your fucking cunt open and shit in it myself until you die because you're full of shit!\"\nThere was a shriek to Jill's left, and she turned to see that Mia was ignoring her and had turned her attention to an older female wolf-Mia's mother-restrained much like Jill was, though standing. As soon as the wolfess was awake, Mia swung the hose around, splashing Jill's belly with the cold water as she aimed it at another wolf-her father-restrained on Jill's right. Both were likewise naked. Mia, on the other hand, wore rubber gloves and the apron she used when she cleaned.\n\"What did you idiots do?\" Jill snarled at Mia's parents. \"Get control of your cunty daughter!\"\n\"Must clean!\" Mia interjected, turning the pressure on the hose up even higher and dousing Jill some more.\n\"I'm awake, you fucking cunt-shit licker!\" Jill roared, rattling her chains.\n\"You're overdue for a shower by about 30 years,\" Mia said with a smile as she continued to spray all over Jill, making the dragon shiver in spite of her anger.\nAt last, she turned the water off and dropped the hose where she stood. For a moment, she did nothing; she just stood there with her hands on her hips, looking from one captive to the next with a perturbed look on her face.\nJill opened her mouth to speak, but Mia chose that exact time to break her silence.\n\"You told me to clean up the mess,\" she said, pointing accusingly at Jill, \"And I have always done as you told me to.\"\n\"Mia, dear, don't be foolish,\" her mother urged, glancing nervously at the bound dragon next to her. \"What could you possibly hope to achieve by tying us all up like this?\"\nMia slowly turned her head to look at her mother and then-just as slowly-walked towards her. She put her paw on the wall above her mother's head, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear, \"I'm going to clean up the mess.\"\nShe gave a chilling smile and stepped back.\n\"Oh, quit the melodrama!\" her mother scolded her. \"You're behaving like a petulant child!\"\n\"You wouldn't know a petulant child if one bit you in the ass, Mother,\" Mia said in a moment of clarity. \"I was never petulant. I only ever did as you told me to do, too.\"\n\"Mia, as your father, I order you to turn us loose and apologize for this outburst of hysteria!\" her father barked from across the room. \"Get ahold of yourself! We raised you better than this!\"\nMia began to smile, but then it suddenly faded as she turned and approached her father, pouting a little.\n\"You're right,\" she said, \"You did raise me better than this. You told me never to procrastinate.\" She scoffed. \"And here I am, procrastinating!\" She gave a giddy, giggly, ditzy laugh.\n\"You'd better get to the point of all this real soon,\" Jill growled. \"If I'm late for work, I will claw you to shreds!\"\n\"I don't think there's much worry of you being late for work,\" Mia said, turning to a shelf of cleaning supplies and taking down an industrial-size bottle of dish soap.\n\"You piss-brained, shit-eating, filthy sow-cunted crap tit!\" Jill screamed, wrenching futilely against her chains.\n\"We have got to do something about your filthy mouth,\" Mia murmured, connecting the bottle of soap to a port on the hose. \"There's time later,\" she said, brightening as she strode towards Jill. \"There's plenty of time. And when I'm done, the mess will all be gone, forever!\"\n\"Mia, I'm going to call the police if you don't start acting rationally again,\" her mother warned.\nMia stopped mid-stride and gasped. A huge grin came over her face.\n\"The police?\" she asked, dropping the hose and soap-bottle, narrowly missing her own feet. \"The police! Yes! They will help!\" Her smile suddenly faded, and she shook her head. \"No, they won't help. Jill told them not to help, and everybody does what she tells them to do.\"\nNevertheless, she went to the shelf, dialed 911, and put the phone on speaker.\n\"911. What is your emergency?\"\n\"HELP!\" Mia shrieked, the pitch of her voice making her parents' blood run cold, \"Jill is trying to kill me! Please! Anybody!\"\nThere was a click, and the line went dead.\nMia smiled faintly as she redialed.\n\"911. What is your emergency?\"\n\"You've got to help me! Please! She's hurting me!\"\n\"Nobody can help you. \"\nMia slowly put down the phone and turned deliberately to smile cruelly at her captives. When she spoke, her voice was low and menacing.\n\"I will clean up this mess, and Jill's bribery has made sure that nobody will stop me. The nice dispatcher lady said it: nobody can help you.\"\nShe grabbed the hose, strode briskly up to Jill, and shoved it brutally down her penis. Jill screamed just as Mia turned the water on at full blast. Water surged into the bottle of soap, mixed with it, and then shot down Jill's piss-tube, burning and stinging its whole way down. Jill shrieked and bucked hard against the restraints, but they held fast. Only when soapy water spewed out of her penis around the hose did Mia finally turn the water off and yank the hose out. Her parents watched, aghast, while Jill cried out as her bladder tried to purge itself of the soapy water that burned her urethra even after the hose was removed.\n\"Mia...why?\" her mother asked, shocked and suddenly nervous.\nMia whirled on her. \"You know something? You're really a piece of work, you know that? You both are!\" She glared at her parents. \"For years, I have begged you to help me as she\"-she pointed a condemning finger at Jill-\"Brutally raped and abused me in every conceivable way! But you were too busy enjoying her money to help your own daughter!\" \nShe took a breath, and her preternaturally calm demeanor returned. \n\"But don't worry; you've laid a foundation! And with a foundation a strong as this one, it would be a shame not to build on it.\" She smiled, brightening dementedly. \"So come on: let's build something together!\"\nShe grabbed a hammer and advanced on her father.\n\"Now, the first step to any remodeling project is to remove the unwanted parts.\" She stood in front of him, her paw on the wall beside his head as she looked intently-too intently-at his crotch.\nHer father followed her gaze, then paled.\n\"M-Mia,\" he gasped as she stroked the hammer over his sheath, \"Don't-\"\nHe let out a bloodcurdling scream that immediately dropped off to a barely-audible whimper as she swung the hammer with all her might and struck his testicle hard.\n\"Mia!\" her mother shrieked, \"Stop! Please! Don't do this to us! We're your parents!\"\n\"Pathetic weaklings,\" Jill spat, a look of pain still plastered over her face as the soapy water continued to leak from her piss-slit. \"Caving to that puny thing? That shitty-piss-swilling bitch-slut-cock-gobbler?\"\nClean up this mess!\nMia's ear twitched, and she turned, strode over to the cleaning supply table, and grabbed a filthy toilet bowl brush.\n\"I really must clean out that filthy mouth,\" she said, advancing on Jill.\n\"The hell you will!\" Jill roared.\nMia held the toilet brush right next to Jill's face.\n\"Open up, Jill,\" Mia said sweetly.\nJill glared at her and kept her mouth and lips tightly closed. \nCLEAN UP THIS MESS, CUNT!\nMia shrugged as her eye twitched.\n\"Well, sometimes cleaning takes a more...aggressive approach. To really get things clean, sometimes we have to dismantle them first.\"\nShe went over to the tool rack and grabbed a crowbar, carrying it in her right hand. In her left, she carried the toilet brush.\n\"Your choice,\" she said simply. \"Open\"-she held up the toilet brush-\"or closed?\"-she held up the crowbar.\n\"Fuck you,\" Jill spat through clenched teeth.\nMia shrugged, smiled, and swung the crowbar hard at the side of Jill's face. There was a loud crack, Jill screamed, and the crowbar sunk into her cheek as her teeth broke off from the blow. Blood spurted from her lips as she coughed and sputtered obscenities.\n\"We'll try again,\" Mia said, as calm as ever, standing on the other side of Jill's face. \"Open, or closed?\"\nJill's stream of expletives never stopped, so Mia swung again and knocked out more of the dragon's teeth. As Jill's cursing redoubled itself, Mia stuck her paw against Jill's cheek and felt around, nodding in satisfaction that the holes where her teeth had been knocked out were big enough.\n\"Mia, please!\" her parents screamed in terror, \"Stop this! What are you doing?!\"\n\"I'm sorry. All circuits are busy. Please hang up and try again later,\" Mia replied over her shoulder as she tried to pry Jill's cheek back to let her see the gap in her teeth, but Jill refused.\n\"Sometimes dismantling can be more difficult than usual,\" Mia said, \"and it is necessary to remove excess growth.\"\nShe went back to the tool bench and grabbed a chainsaw. Her parents blanched. Their screams of horror were drowned out by the scream of the chainsaw as Mia brought it to life. Once again, she held the toilet brush in her left hand, the chainsaw in her right.\n\"What do you say, Jill?\" she asked in a sultry voice over the idling engine, \"Open or closed?\"\n\"Filthy cunt-whore,\" Jill spat.\nMia shrugged, revved the chainsaw, and brought the chain down on the side of Jill's face, ripping off the skin that covered the gap in her teeth. The dragoness screamed and opened her mouth, blood and pieces of her cheek splattering everywhere. Mia quickly slid the chainsaw across her mouth, ripping open the other side, too. As she killed the engine, Jill's cries of pain still resounded in the garage.\n\"All right, then!\" Mia said, putting down the chainsaw and clasping her bloody, gloved hands. \"The next part is much easier because we can use our tools to help us!\"\nShe reached over, grabbed a scissor jack, worked it into the gap between Jill's once-again-clenched teeth, shoving and whacking it roughly here and there to make it fit. Then she fitted the handle onto the jack and began prying Jill's mouth open. The dragoness cussed, swore, screamed, and roared incoherently as the jack forced her teeth apart.\nMia wiped her forehead with the back of her wrist. \"Okay, now we can finally get started!\"\nShe picked up the toilet bowl brush and advanced on Jill once more.\n\"Now, when things are too dirty, sometimes we have to take the cleaning in steps,\" she said, putting the brush under herself, squatting and closing her eyes to relax herself.\nA coil of brown shit fell from her ass and landed on the brush.\n\"There we go!\" she said, cheerily picking up the brush again. \"Here we are, Jill: time to clean that filthy mouth of yours.\"\nAs Jill struggled and protested incoherently, Mia took the brush and began scrubbing the dragoness's teeth with it, making sure to get her crap down into all of the nooks and crannies and all over Jill's disgusting gums. The dragoness bucked against her restraints furiously, her head turning red with rage.\n\"Ah, yes, got to get your tongue good and clean, too,\" Mia said, diligently scrubbing the parts of the dragoness's tongue that weren't trapped under the jack with the nasty brush. \"There. Now we'll let that sit for a bit.\"\nShe turned on her mother, who immediately began shaking her head and crying.\nGot to clean up all of the messes!\n\"As with most cleaning tasks, it's possible to do something else while letting something particularly filthy soak,\" Mia said in indifferent response to her pleas for mercy, her head twitching. \nShe grabbed a pair of pliers and advanced on her mother's naked, trembling body.\n\"As part of general maintenance, it is good to remove and replace defective parts.\" She brought the pliers close to her mother's sex. \"There's clearly something wrong with these parts since they produce unwanted byproducts like myself,\" she said, coldly looking her mother in the eye.\nHer mother shrieked as Mia grabbed one of her labia with the pliers and yanked hard, squeezing it tightly and trying to rip it off. Failing her first attempt, Mia tried again, eliciting an even shriller, more desperate cry, but with no more success. Her mother's skin turned purple and black, and blood trickled out near where the pliers had broken the skin.\nGot to finish before Jill gets back!\n\"Hmm,\" Mia said thoughtfully as her ear twitched again, \"Of course, it's always important to have the right tool for the job.\"\nShe dropped the pliers where she was, seemingly having lost interest, and went back to Jill.\n\"It's always important to wear gloves when cleaning or doing maintenance work,\" she murmured, looking vacantly down at the ones she wore, completely covered in the dragoness's blood. She shook her head. \"I'm going to need a new pair.\"\nShe looked around, but she didn't have any more gloves handy. Her gaze suddenly fixed on Jill once again, and her eyes widened. \nNo time. Jill will be home soon!\nHer eye twitched involuntarily.\n\"I've got to clean up this mess!\" she gasped, rushing to the cleaning shelf and grabbing some coarse steel wool and ammonia.\nShe hurried over to the dragoness and poured a generous amount of the ammonia on her jagged penis. Jill winced, and her eyes watered as the sharp smell hit her nostrils. Mia seemed completely unaffected and began scrubbing Jill's cock with the steel wool. \n\"Must…clean…\" Mia muttered as the wool scraped through the outer layer of grime.\nShe kept scrubbing, and layer after layer of accumulated filth fell to the floor or impregnated itself into the steel fibers. Mia frequently rinsed the steel wool with the ammonia, each time making Jill's eyes and lungs burn. But as she continued scrubbing, the wool began to scrape against actual flesh. Jill's toes curled behind her as she grimaced in discomfort and began snarling.\n\"It's not coming out!\" Mia complained, scrubbing harder as Jill's snarls turned into roars and incoherent expletives.\nHarder and harder Mia scrubbed, gripping Jill's cock hard to keep it hard as she abraded more and more of Jill's sensitive skin. Finally, sweating from the exertion, she wiped her forehead again and dropped the steel wool on the ground, shaking her head.\n\"For really tough jobs, power tools can help if used carefully,\" she said matter-of-factly, going to the tool shelf and grabbing a belt sander fitted with very coarse sandpaper.\nJill's eyes bulged, and she thrashed against her restraints desperately, screaming hoarsely as the belt sander started with a whine and Mia brought it down on her cock. It took only a second for the sander to rip into the skin, and the sandpaper quickly took on a reddish hue as it picked up Jill's blood. Mia continued sanding for a good 30 seconds before finally stopping. Jill's body shook with agony and rage, making the chains jingle.\nMia shook her head. \"It's just not enough. It'll have to come off.\" \nIs the house in good repair? Anything leaking?\nHer head jerked. \"But first…\"\nShe dropped the sander, and it landed on the concrete floor with a crack as she went in search of something else.\n\"Ah, here we go,\" she said, taking a dusty curling iron from the tool shelf. \"When repairing pipes, it is sometimes necessary to sweat them,\" she said as she uncoiled its cord and plugged it in.\nShe walked to her father. He shook his head, tears in his eyes. \"Mia, please…\" he sobbed.\n\"For large soldering jobs, it's sometimes necessary to preheat the area.\"\nShe shoved the curling iron under her father's tail, slamming it into his anus. He yelped in pain at the rough treatment.\nThen she turned it on and went back to Jill. As she cocked her head, looking suddenly perplexed, her father began to cry urgently, then frantically, with ever-increasing pitch. He gave a blood-curdling scream as the curling iron began to sear him from the inside. The smell of cooked skin, hair, and feces reached everyone's nostrils at once. Her mother vomited all over her chest and cried out for Mia to be merciful, for the love of everything holy. \nThis Mia ignored.\n\"Now, if I were to-\" she began, but a shriller cry from her father cut her off.\n\"Geez, such a racket!\" she complained, covering her ears with both hands.\nShe went to the tool shelf and grabbed some duct tape. \"Shut up!\" she ordered, but her father was in far too much pain to heed her words.\n\"I said, 'shut up!'\" Mia screamed, reaching up to grab his muzzle, forcing it closed, and wrapping duct tape around it.\nThough her father continued to scream, the agonized wailing from his nostrils was much quieter than from his mouth.\n\"Ugh, you were hurting my ears!\" she chided him as she yanked the curling iron out, taking a chunk of charred flesh with it as it clattered to the floor. \"That should be hot enough anyway.\"\nHer father's cries became anguished moans as his anus-less ass began to leak, no longer able to hold its contents.\n\"Now, for this next part, I'm going to need…\" Mia trailed off, looking at the tools left on the tool shelf. \"Ah.\"\nShe took down a reciprocating saw, plugged it in, and advanced towards Jill.\n\"It's going to be difficult to get all of the mess off of this with these spines in place,\" she said, \"So I'm just going to cut them off. They don't serve any useful purpose anyway.\"\nJill glared and snarled at her, but as soon as the sawblade came down on the first spine, she squeezed her eyes closed, tears streaming from them as she screamed in pain as metal screeched on bone and the motor whined against the force Mia was using to saw the spines off.\nBefore the first spine hit the ground with a clatter, Mia had already moved on to the second. The saw whined and labored, and another spine hit the floor, and then another, and then another.\nJill knelt, sweating, exhausted, and hoarse, her labored breathing intermixed with gurgles of anguish and mumbled expletives.\nToo much work to do. Don't leave anything unfinished!\n\"There,\" Mia said, her eyebrow twitching as she tossed the saw over her shoulder. It hit the ground, broke the blade, and sent it flying across the room as Mia said, \"It's important not to take on too many cleaning and maintenance projects a once, or you risk not finishing any of them. I have taken this into consideration, and I believe I can handle one more.\"\nShe strode to the tool bench and grabbed a pair of dikes.\n\"As I was saying, it's important to have the right tools for the job,\" she said, her demeanor a weird combination of Martha Stewart, Bob Villa, and Sweeny Todd as she advanced on her mother.\n\"Mia, no!\" her mother screamed.\nMia blinked at her and cocked her head, a glazed-over look in her eyes for a moment. And then the look was gone, replaced by a piercing stare. She reached down, took one of her mother's labia between the dikes, and squeezed her hand around the handles as hard as she could.\nThe jaws met.\nHer mother screamed as blood began streaming down the handles of the gloves and dripping to the floor below. Over her mother's cries, Mia opened the pliers again, grabbed her mother's other labium, and cut it off, too. Blood flowed freely, splattering under her mother, but Mia had more excess to remove. With a completely placid expression, she moved the pliers over her mother's clitoris and tugged the skin up with her fingers, moving it between the jaws of the pliers.\n\"Augh! Ahh! No!\" her mother screamed. \"No!\"\n\"Hey-HEY!\" Mia barked. \"Mother!\"\nHer mother gasped, still in indescribable pain, but shocked at her daughter's tone.\n\"Guess what?\" Mia asked in a whisper.\nHer mother's jaw trembled, and she began to sob.\n\"Guess whaaat?\" Mia sing-songed.\n\"What?\" her mother blubbered between sobs.\n\"Fuck you,\" Mia whispered.\nShe shut the pliers over her mother's clit, ripped it off, and dropped the pliers with her mother's womanhood still trapped between the jaws on the ground while her mother shrieked so hard that her voice cracked.\nYour gloves! What if Jill sees?\nMia's nose suddenly twitched, and she looked at Jill, a bit perplexed.\n\"Hmm…\"\nNever mind! The shower leaks; Jill will kill you if you let the house get water-damaged!\nSomething clicked in her mind, and she grabbed a rusty hacksaw.\n\"Now, this part is going to be a bit tedious,\" she narrated, \"But if you want to do a good caulking job, it's important to get all of the old caulk out first. Most people would use a chisel or a screwdriver, but for this project, I think a hacksaw is more fitting.\"\nShe put the blade of the saw against the base of Jill's penis and began hacking. The dragoness wailed in pain, biting down hard on the jack and breaking several of her other teeth in the process as she endured the slow, methodic burning, stinging, vibrating, grinding, biting pain of Mia's hacking. Mia cut over the top of her shaft, then moved along the side, cutting about an inch deep as she traced around Jill's balls, came up the other side of her shaft, and rejoined her original cut.\nBlood drooled out of the open, jagged gash, forming a pool under Jill as the dragoness groaned exhaustedly into the jack.\nAhem, your gloves? Stay with it, Mia! Jill won't like your dirty gloves!\nMia's head jerked again, and she tossed the hacksaw on the ground. It clattered and came to rest leaning on the chainsaw.\n\"My gloves…weren't they white before?\" she asked aloud. \"They're…dirty. Contaminated. They should be replaced.\"\nShe cocked her head, looked at Jill's penis, and then looked at her father's sheath.\n\"That's a better size,\" she murmured.\nShe snatched up a Dremel tool with a cutting wheel on it and advanced on her father. He had nearly passed out from the pain of having his anus seared out, but as Mia approached, he suddenly flinched and struggled to get away.\n\"Come, now, Dad,\" Mia said, \"Don't you want your daughter to have a nice, new glove so she can clean up her pretty wife's shit off the kitchen floor?\"\nBefore he could ask her what the hell she was talking about, she brought the cutting wheel down on the top of his shaft at the base, and just as she had done on Jill, began tracing around his sheath and balls, leaving a trail of blood and eliciting a new scream from her father. His blood flung all over the garage, leaving stripes of itself on the walls, ceiling, and floor. A streak caught Mia between the eyes, and she gasped and abruptly stopped cutting about halfway through.\n\"Always wear safety goggles while handling chemicals,\" she murmured, grabbing some from the tool shelf and putting them on.\n\"Know why, Mom?\" she asked, grabbing the bottle of ammonia. \"'Cause they hurt when they get in your face!\"\nShe splashed the ammonia in her mom's eyes, and her mom shrieked, straining against her restraints and trying to wipe her eyes as they blurred and streamed tears in a desperate attempt to protect themselves.\n\"I bet ammonia hurts in open wounds, too!\" Mia said, dribbling some onto Jill's cut. The dragoness's voice was nearly gone from screaming, but it found new life as the scalding burn overwhelmed her senses.\n\"Two out of three say that ammonia is bad,\" Mia murmured as she moved to her father. \nJill won't like your gloves being dirty…\nHer eye twitched, and she shrugged, dropped the ammonia where she stood.\nWhat about the shower, Cunt? Mia's gonna pound you into tomorrow!\nShe hurried back to Jill, her whole body jerking.\n\"Now, this next part will be the hardest of them all. Don't be afraid to use a lot of force when tackling some of these jobs; the parts are durable and sometimes just need to be put in their place.\"\nShe reached down and grabbed the skin on Jill's penis where the cut had been made. She tugged back on it, but though Jill screamed, nothing happened. Mia cocked her head, grabbed some C-clamps, and tightened them down tightly on the skin, eliciting a continuous groan from Jill. Then Mia wrapped both paws tightly around the handle of one of the clamps and yanked back with all her might. Jill shrieked as the skin pulled back about an inch. Mia gritted her teeth and wrenched back again. Spongy and smooth tissue appeared beneath the blood as the crevice between Jill's penis and body widened. Mia yanked again, harder and harder. The skin on Jill's penis began to slide towards the tip, like pulling off a condom, leaving the underlying viscera exposed.\n\"This is really hard!\" Mia gasped, panting and sweating. \"Let me see if this helps.\"\nShe grabbed a case cutter and stabbed it into the top of Jill's shaft near the exposed innards, then yanked backwards towards the tip, slicing the skin-sock open along the entire length of Jill's anguished penis.\n\"That should be much easier!\" Mia said exultantly, peeling back the skin to the sound of Jill's screaming and quickly degloving her penis.\n\"There!\" Mia said, holding the inside-out skin in both hands. \"Now your penis is finally clean, Jill!\" she beamed.\nThe eerie sight of Jill's penile tissues and testicles, blood pumping through and around them and dripping to the floor, made both of Mia's parents vomit.\n\"Ugh, you two are messy,\" Mia complained, shriveling up her nose.\nShe cocked her head and contemplated the bloody mass of skin she held in her hands. \"Too big,\" she finally decided, lobbing the mass carelessly towards the garage door, where it landed with a splat.\nThe bathroom-is it clean, yet? Can you finally finish Jill's bathroom?\n\"Now,\" she said, her head jerking violently, \"That cleaning solvent should have worked its magic, so let's see how your mouth looks, Jill.\"\nShe leaned up and peered into the dragoness's mouth, took a sniff, and reeled. \"Ugh, that's awful!\" she gasped, \"Though it is a mild improvement over its usual reek.\"\nShe took up the toilet brush again, squirted toilet bowl cleaner all over it, and began vigorously scrubbing Jill's mouth, making sure to put extra attention on the now-empty sockets where the dragoness's teeth had been. Jill was helpless to do anything more than cry, gurgle, drool, and hiss in protest as the burning chemical assaulted the nerves in her mouth, making her whole face burn with throbbing agony.\n\"Now, we'll let that work while I go get another glove,\" Mia said, smiling as she turned towards her father.\nBut as she approached him, she frowned. \"Oh, yeah!\" she said, shaking her head and giggling. \"I forgot to finish!\"\nShe grabbed the Dremel tool again and quickly plunged it into his skin again, cutting out the rest of the outline of his balls and sheath while he screamed through his nostrils and snot ran down his muzzle.\n\"It's easy to make mistakes while working on DIY projects,\" she said, \"But just remember that a mistake is an opportunity to learn. In this case, I learned that cutting a flap in the penis makes it easier to deglove on Jill over there, and so I'm going to apply that lesson to my father here.\"\nShe did as she narrated and used the Dremel to cut the same flap along the top side of her father's penis, running the whole length. His toes alternately curled and shot out straight, his body incredibly tense and his eyes squeezed shut in agony as he desperately fought his restraints and tried to escape the cruel instrument of torture.\n\"Hopefully this will be a lot easier,\" Mia said, grasping the underside of his shaft.\nFeeling her touching him, he opened his eyes and pleaded through his nostrils for her not to do this.\n\"Just like a Band-Aid,\" she grinned back, and with a deft yank, flipped his penile skin inside-out and ripped it off of him. He doubled over, tears streaming down his muzzle as he wailed through his nostrils and his chest heaved with sobs.\n\"Well, what do you know?\" Mia asked, punching a few holes in the penis-skin, \"A perfect fit!\"\nIt was actually anything but, far too small to wrap around her wrist as she poked her fingers through the holes, trapping the sheet of skin against her gloves.\n\"Look, Mom!\" she gloated, stepping over to caress her mother's cheek with her father's inside-out penis-tissue. Her mother shrieked in disgust and horror, throwing up all over the \"glove.\"\n\"Mom!\" Mia huffed, \"You ruined it!\" She angrily ripped the skin off her hand, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it spitefully. \"Just like everything else that's important to me, you had to go and ruin the glove Dad gave me, too!\"\nDon't forget the yard, Mia. Jill will be angry if you leave it a mess!\nHer head twitched to the side, and she smiled beatifically again.\n\"It looks like it's time to do some yard work,\" she said, picking up the chainsaw. \"It's a tremendous help to your property value if you keep your hedges neatly trimmed, and your neighbors will appreciate it, too. Now, the proper tool for this would be a hedge trimmer, but since we don't have one, we're gonna use this trusty chainsaw instead.\"\nShe yanked the rip-cord on the chainsaw, and it roared to life.\nHer parents screamed and writhed in terror, and Jill snarled and thrashed as Mia slowly turned, pointing the bloody blade at each of them before settling on the dragoness.\n\"There is some serious overgrowth down here,\" Mia said, kneeling down to bring the chainsaw under Jill. \"All of this undergrowth needs to come out. It will bring life to the rest of the plants if it's removed.\"\nShe revved the engine, engaged the chain, and began running it through Jill's thick, nasty pubes. Not designed for hair removal, the chain snagged in the hairs and began ripping them out like a vicious epilator, making Jill writhe and struggle as Mia carefully moved the blade mere fractions of an inch from her skin, leaving her as bald as a baby.\n\"Oh,\" Mia said somberly, letting the chainsaw idle, \"This is worse than I thought. We'll need to do some heavy pruning. The best time to do this, of course, is during the spring, right before your hedges put on new growth.\"\nA moment of lucidity came over her, and she locked eyes with Jill, a cold, sadistic gleam belying her intentions. Jill inhaled sharply to object, but then Mia revved the chainsaw and shoved it up Jill's pussy. The dragoness screamed as the relentless blade carved into her sex, blood spraying all over the ground. She lost continence and drenched the chainsaw in bloody piss. The chainsaw carried the fetid liquid along its chain and flung it between her exposed testicles, stinging and burning her unprotected gonads as Mia worked the blade forward and backward, in and out, and side-to-side, carving the dragoness's sex from her like a turkey.\n\"Whoo!\" Mia panted, turning off the saw and dropping it, \"That was some wild growth! How's the cleaning situation looking?\" \nWhat about the car? Jill wants the car maintained. Gasp!-Did you remember to fill the windshield wiper fluid?!\nShe jerked again and reached for the windshield washer fluid, some tubing, and a funnel.\n\"It's important top off your wiper fluid with each oil change,\" she said, forgetting anything about the \"cleaning\" she was doing as she shoved the tube up one of her father's nostrils. \nHe tried to jerk back but couldn't escape as she continued feeding the tube down his throat.\n\"You want to make sure not to use too much,\" she said as she connected the funnel to the tube. \"Just fill it up to the max-fill line.\"\nShe began pouring the fluid into the funnel. Her father flinched and bucked, trying to escape the toxic beer-bong, but the blue poison continued filling his gut until the funnel began to back up.\n\"Just right,\" she said, yanking out the tube.\nHer father's face registered panic as he felt himself about to throw up and aspirate. Desperate not to die this way, he fought to keep the poisonous liquid down. His stomach began to ache, and he began moaning piteously though his now-bleeding nostrils.\nHello? The yard work?\n\"How's that yard work coming?\" Mia asked abruptly, dropping the funnel and tubing as she began collecting Jill's dismembered penile barbs. \"It's going great!\" she replied exuberantly. \"We just want to make sure we get the leaves bundled up and properly discarded.\"\nShe took the stack of barbs over to her mother and began shoving them into her pussy one-by-one, as if filling a trash bag. Her mother opened her mouth to scream, but the pain lumped in her throat. The sharp barbs cut into her, and the even sharper, jagged bases where they'd been cut from Jill dug into her tortured flesh, slicing her pussy open and freeing an anguished, blood-curdling scream that pierced Mia's ears like an ice pick. Blood trickled from deep inside her, ran over the clotting sore where her pudendum used to be, and flowed unchecked down her legs as Mia shoved her whole forearm violently into her. She pulled her arm out, and one of the barbs fell to the floor.\nNot one leaf, Mia!\nShe hurriedly grabbed the barb and shoved it back up inside her mother, twisting it sideways, making it dig in and lock itself in place. The force of Mia's mother's pussy walls squeezing against the sharp barbs made it dig into her, slowly driving itself through the tender tissue. Her mother sobbed in agony, her throat burning from her tortured cries as tears streamed down her muzzle.\n\"All set here! What about that cleaning?\"\nForget the cleaning! That light was supposed to be hung up today! You don't want Jill to hang you up!\n\"Now the first thing you want to remember about replacing a light fixture is to turn the power off before you begin taking it down,\" Mia said, looking around the blood-covered floor and pursing her lips. \"It's…important…\" she murmured absent-mindedly, \"Because… Ah!\"\nShe reached down and grabbed the dikes, shook her mother's severed bits off them, and went to Jill.\n\"You don't want too much wiring when you hang the light, or it may be difficult to fit the shroud over it,\" she said. \"Be sure to support the light as you sever the connection.\"\nShe reached down and cupped one of Jill's exposed testes in her hand, examining its \"connections\" to the rest of her body.\n\"Ah, here we have an example where the fan and light have separate circuits,\" she said. \"We'll just cut the fan connection\"-she deftly clipped Jill's vas deferens, eliciting a distasteful grunt from the dragoness-\"and then we'll do the light.\"\nShe yanked down hard on the testicle and centered the tendon holding it to Jill's body between the jaws of the pliers. Jill thrashed and struggled, knowing what was about to happen, but all in vain. Mia gritted her teeth and squeezed hard on the dikes, and Jill's testicle abruptly disconnected from her body. The wolfess tossed it over her shoulder carelessly, and it splatted sloppily next to the hacksaw.\nMia crawled under Jill with the pliers and followed the tendon up with her paw, looking for where it connected.\n\"Aluminum wiring should be replaced with copper,\" she murmured as she pulled hard on the tendon, making Jill double over from nausea. \"Ah.\"\nShe reached up, clipped the tendon deep inside of Jill, and took it out.\n\"Just what I needed!\" she cried. \"Got to make sure my leaf-bag is tied up nicely!\"\nShe began to go to her mother, but suddenly her father started howling through his nose. Mia jumped in surprise. The windshield wiper fluid was blinding him, and he was panicking at the loss of his sight. Mia ignored him as he began to retch, his whole body struggling as vomit shot from his nose. \n\"To keep your leaves from blowing away, it's good to tie up the bags,\" Mia yelled over her father's screams and retching noises.\nHis body convulsed as his lungs aspirated, the chains that held him rattling desperately.\nAnd then it was silent. Her father's body hung limply against the chains.\n\"Some bags come with flaps to make this easy, but older ones-this one is particularly old-still require twist ties,\" Mia continued, breaking the silence.\nHer mother began to howl mournfully at the loss of her husband.\n\"Ugh, and not a moment too soon,\" Mia complained.\nShe wrapped Jill's tendon around her mother's neck and pulled it tight, silencing her. Her mother's eyes bulged, and she stared at Mia in horror and disbelief. \nDon't forget the bathroom! Quit wasting time!\nMia deftly tied a knot in the makeshift garrote and left her mother to expire as she hurriedly went back over to Jill and began releasing the scissor jack. As soon as it was loose enough, Jill spat it and several teeth it had dislodged out.\n\"Fuck…you…\" the dragoness panted weakly, her voice barely above a whisper but still seething with rage. \"You…fucking…twat.\"\nMia sighed. \"Well, folks, it looks like for this particular mess, we're gonna have to do some deep cleaning.\"\nYou haven't mowed the lawn, yet, Mia! Jill will see!\nHer body convulsed.\n\"But we'll get to that right after we check in on our progress on the yard. We've got to keep the lawn properly mowed; many HOAs and cities have ordinances against grass taller than five inches.\"\nShe pulled the ripcord on the lawn mower, and it surged to life. As she backed it up and started moving it towards Jill, she ran over Jill's severed testicle, and without any hesitation, the lawn mower painted a stripe of the liquefied gonad all over the garage.\n\"No more than five inches,\" she murmured as she looked at Jill.\nA shadow crossed her face, and she smiled.\n\"Let's make it two.\"\nJill screamed and shouted obscenities through her butchered mouth as Mia drove the lawn mower up to her, tilted it back, and began shortening her penis with a slow, deliberate pace. Jill could see the blade coming and thrashed in a desperate attempt to save what was last of her precious cock, but to no avail. The blade contacted, grabbed her penis, and began drawing it in as Mia moved slowly forward. Jill shrieked, her voice deafening and drowning out the sound of the lawn mower as Mia fulfilled her promise. A stream of blood and penis-bits shot out the lawn mower's discharge chute, painting the floor with a deep, red stripe.\nThe mower stopped, and Mia put it down, smiling cruelly as she went to the tool bench and grabbed a tape measure. She placed it next to Jill's stump.\n\"One and fifteen-sixteenths inches,\" Mia said smugly. \"Close enough.\"\n\"You…little…\" Jill swallowed, trying to stay conscious from blood loss and unchecked fury. \"You prick-sliming, shit-pissing, skank-whore-titty-crap-fucking, bitch-puss-slit-cunny-cock cunt-waste! I'm gonna-\"\nMia quit listening, grabbed the duct tape, and taped Jill's mouth closed. The dragoness glared at her and hissed through her nose, still coming up with new obscenities to hurl at the wolfess as Mia taped one side of her butchered mouth closed.\n\"Time for that deep-cleaning,\" Mia said, grabbing the bottle of bleach.\nNo time! Jill will be home, and you've got to have this place spotless!\nMia's head jerked, and her heart palpitated at the thought. Her eyes darted around the room, and seeing the ammonia, gasped and grabbed it.\n\"Better clean both ends,\" she mused.\nShe took a tube and shoved it up Jill's ass. Jill tried to shove it out, showering Mia in shit as she did, but Mia just shoved the tube deeper into her until it was so far up her ass that she couldn't shove it out. Then she took the funnel and poured the ammonia into it, using a ladder to get enough height to let gravity do the work. Jill screamed as the caustic substance began burning her insides, doubling up as it gave her indescribable cramps that took her breath away.\nAs soon as Jill's ass was filled, Mia grabbed another tube, shoved it into the hole in Jill's cheek, and fished it down her throat, then poured the bleach down the tube and sent it burning its way down her esophagus into her stomach. Jill retched, and foam came out of her mouth as the strong base mixed with her stomach acid. Sweat immediately beaded on her head as her body began to overheat. Mia kept pouring and then quickly removed the tube and taped the hole in Jill's mouth shut.\nThe cleaning is almost done… Soon we can relax!\nJill slumped, her whole body aching as the toxin in her ass and the toxin in her stomach each made her cramp and writhe exhaustedly against her restraints.\nSuddenly, she sat upright, and her pupils constricted as the bleach in her stomach met the ammonia in her ass, quickly expanding and growing impossibly hot. She took a few anguished gasps, squeezed her eyes closed, and uttered, \"Fuck you,\" through her nose.\nAnd then she popped.\nMia blinked through her goggles as superheated dragon bits flew through the air, covering the entire garage in Jill's remains.\nMia's eyes went wide, and a huge grin came over her face. \"Hehe, pop!\" she giggled, acting like she was popping a bubble.\nLook at this mess!\nHer smile vanished, replaced with a look of dismay.\nFigures. Even in death, she'd leave a mess.\nMia suddenly gasped and blinked, uncertain where she was or how she got there. Looking around at all the blood, her parents' corpses, and the guts all around her, her eye twitched several times.\n\"Must…clean up…?\"\nShe looked around herself helplessly, not even knowing where to start. She looked down at her gloves, covered in blood. She yanked them off, recoiling in horror as she began to hyperventilate.\nRelax. You can rest now.\n\"Rest? REST?!\" she shrieked. \"How can I rest? There's…there's blood! Everywhere! I-I-I've got to clean this! Jill will kill me!\"\nJill is gone.\n\"N-no! She's-she'll absolutely butcher me!\"\nJill is gone.\n\"I've got to get this blood off!\"\nShe shed her clothes, running around aimlessly, bumping into things, and finally tripping over the tools she'd left lying around and landing flat on her stomach, covering herself in blood.\n\"Augh!\" she shrieked.\n*************\n\"Better go check it out,\" said Frank, sighing in annoyance.\n\"Do we have to?\" asked Harry, his partner.\n\"Yeah. Chief says Jill hasn't paid her bribe in over a month, and the neighbors have been reporting bad smells for weeks now.\"\n\"Great,\" Harry said blandly. \"At least it's a pretty morning for a drive.\"\nThey turned the patrol car around and headed toward the dragoness's house. Everything looked quiet, so they knocked on the door. There was no answer.\n\"Maybe she went on vacation,\" Harry suggested.\nFrank shrugged. \"Let's check with the neighbors.\"\nThey knocked on the neighbor's door, who sighed with relief.\n\"Please tell me you're here about the noise and stench from next door?\" she asked anxiously.\n\"Yes, ma'am, we are,\" Frank said.\n\"Well, it's about time!\" the neighbor said. \"I've been calling for a month, and it's so bad, I can hardly stand to go out in the alley to smoke!\"\nShe led them back, and even before they reached the back of the house, the overwhelming reek of decay flooded their nostrils, and they both winced and grimaced.\n\"See? I told you!\" the neighbor said. \"There's got to be some kind of violation for subjecting your neighbors to that kind of stink!\"\n\"Hey, Frank,\" Harry said, \"Have a look at this.\"\nA thick, red paste had seeped under the garage door. Harry beamed his light on it. The officers exchanged glances, and Frank radioed in that they might have a homicide and asked for backup and clearance to force entry.\nSirens wailed as backup arrived, and Frank kicked the side door to the garage open.\n\"Holy…shit…\" Harry gasped.\nEverywhere their flashlights shone, they saw blood and guts. Numerous yard tools and empty bottles of ammonia, bleach, and windshield wiper fluid lay in pools of blood. Two decomposing corpses hung by chains next to the severed limbs of a third victim, but the body was nowhere to be found. Heaps of rotting flesh sat around the room, and Frank gasped and jumped out of the way as a chunk of something suddenly fell off the ceiling. Blow flies buzzed incessantly around the putrid mess.\n\"Look!\" Frank said, following a trail of bloody footprints into the house through the open doorway.\n\"Hello? Police,\" Frank said, his weapon drawn. \"Is anybody here?\"\nThey followed the footprints cautiously into the house. Light streamed through windows all around, but the place appeared deserted.\n\"Ugh!\" Harry grimaced. \"Is that a pile of shit?\"\nFrank shook his head in disgust as they continued to follow the trail. It disappeared under a closed door. No light shone from the other side.\nFrank and Harry glanced at each other and then took up positions on either side of the door.\n\"Police!\" Frank barked. \"Come out with your hands up!\"\nBoth listened intently, but there was no sound. Heart racing, Frank kicked the door in, and they both entered gun-first, looking for assailants.\nThe only thing that assailed them was the sharp reek that burned their noses and eyes so badly that they had to retreat to fresh air.\n\"Fuck, that's awful!\" Harry groaned.\n\"Better let it air out a bit,\" Frank agreed.\nAfter a moment, they both held their breath, stepped back in, and turned on the lights.\n\"Shit!\" Frank cried.\nBloody paw-prints covered everything in the tiny bathroom. Blood was on the floor, on the walls, on the counters, and on the mirror, which was raked over with claw-marks.\n\"Frank, look!\" Harry gasped.\nHe pointed to the mirror. The jagged claw marks converged to form the word, \"CLEAN\".\nFrank turned. \"The fuck?\" he asked, shuddering. \nHe scanned around the room, and his gaze fell on the bathtub. It was full almost to the brim with a coffee-colored liquid-the source of the terrible smell. He gasped. On each side of the tub was a gruesomely disembodied arm, clinging to the side as if a body bathing in the tub had up and vanished, leaving only the arms. His eyes followed the tub towards the wall.\nA wolfess's head sat at the back edge of the tub, staring placidly at him from hollow eye sockets.\n\"Oh, shit!\" he gasped, recoiling and bumping into the wall.\nThe bump jarred one of the arms, and it fell into the tub with a plop. The acrid liquid began bubbling furiously as it dissolved the newcomer.\n\"Grab the head!\" Harry cried, and Frank grabbed it by the ears just before it was lost forever.\n*************\nIt would take days to figure out whose head Frank had grabbed. There were no missing persons reports for anyone matching the head's description. It wasn't until they tracked down the bodies in the garage that they discovered that they were all related. \nHow the wolfess ended up in a tub of lye remained a mystery. The evidence suggested she'd done it to herself, but no fur could withstand that agony!\nThough the police would never know what really happened, the wolfess's gently smiling face said everything that needed to be said.\n\nMia was finally clean.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Mia's Revenge: Clean Ending

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Mia awoke with a start and gasped to see Jill standing beside the bed, towering over her and grinning lasciviously. It was a drip of precum from her cock that had woken Mia when it hit her between the eyes.
"Get busy," the dragoness ordered, thrusting her cock into Mia's face.
Mia took a deep breath. Just get her off, she'll go to work, and then it'll all be over, she thought miserably.
She rolled off the bed, got on her knees, grimaced, and took the tip of Jill's cock into her mouth. She hated blowing Jill; the dragoness's cock reeked, tasted terrible, left coarse, pink hairs and crusted bodily fluids in Mia's mouth, and was so big that it made her jaw hurt to try to accommodate it. But knowing that Jill would beat her bloody if she didn't comply, she began tonguing the dragoness's tip, swirling her tongue over the greasy surface and making Jill gasp in pleasure.
Hoping that she could get Jill off without any violence just once before she died, Mia squeezed her eyes closed and continued licking and sucking, slowly working more of the huge cock-head into her mouth and relaxing to let it go down her throat. Desperate not to have to be raped again so soon after yesterday, she reached forward and began stroking the dragoness's massive balls, rubbing them, patting them, and squeezing them with both paws.
Jill groaned in pleasure and thrust forward. Mia braced herself to be forcibly and painfully impaled. She was right to do so. She cried out around Jill's cock as the barbed penis shoved itself even further down her throat. But worse than that was when Jill reared back and those barbs hooked into her esophagus. It was agony as they yanked and dug into her. She couldn't breathe; and tears streamed from her eyes as Jill gripped her head and yanked her off. It was as if Jill tried to make her agony worse each time…why should today be any different? But at least it was Jill's last chance to make Mia suffer.
Just hold out a little longer. Just a little more pain, and then it will all be over.
Mia coughed and retched as Jill abruptly came down her throat, flexed her cock a couple of times, and then ripped Mia off and threw her across the room like a ragdoll.
"Get this place cleaned up, Cunt," Jill spat, leaving Mia to wince as she got back to her feet.
She heard the door slam and waited a few minutes before leaving the bedroom, just in case Jill came back.
Finally reassured that Jill wasn't going to barge back in, Mia achingly went to the kitchen. Swallowing hurt really badly, and though she tried to avoid doing it, her bleeding throat made her constantly need to swallow or risk drowning herself. She shuddered: drowning had to be one of the worst ways to die.
Just make it to the kitchen, get the knife, and do it. Screw making a mess to spite her. It's not even worth the extra time.
But as Mia rounded the corner into the kitchen, she stopped short. Right in the middle of the floor was a huge pile of Jill's shit, and yellow piss was sprayed all over the room.
Mia's eye twitched involuntarily as she stared, thunderstruck, at the mess.
"My last day," she murmured, holding onto the wall to keep from falling over, "My last day alive, and she goes and does this. No." She shook her head. "No, I cannot die, yet. I have to clean up this mess. Must…clean."
Her body moved on autopilot, going to the cabinet where she kept the cleaning supplies and getting out what she would need. As her hands donned gloves to scoop up Jill's excrement, her eyes latched onto the bottle of industrial-strength bleach.
"Mess…must clean up the mess," she murmured, her thoughts not quite coherent.
She got the bulk of the shit cleaned up and poured the bleach into a bucket, then ran the hottest water she could get into the bucket, too. As she began mopping, she spied a bottle of ammonia.
Ammonia and bleach…
Her head twitched, and she frowned and fervently went back to scrubbing the floor, afraid to pursue the half-formed thought that taunted her.
She went to the bathroom to empty the disgusting mop bucket contents down the bathtub drain when she spied the toilet bowl brush. She blinked and paused, staring at it curiously. There was a thought…something…on the periphery of her consciousness…
She gasped, and her eyes shot wide open. She knew what she needed to do.
"Must clean up the mess!" she giggled to herself, dropping the bucket where it was and letting the contents run all over the floor as she hurried to her closet, got some clothes on, and quickly went out to get some more…cleaning…supplies.
*************
Mia fretted anxiously as she waited for Jill to get home. The living room and kitchen were immaculate. She couldn't care less about the rest of the house-including the shitty bleach puddle that had turned the chocolate-brown carpet white-that didn't matter. Jill's dinner was cooked just the way she liked it, and Mia was extra certain to wear a skirt, just like Jill had ordered her to do the other night. She checked Jill's food carefully: not a single hair. Of course, it wasn't her hair Jill had seen, either, but what could she do? She eyed Jill's wine glass. It had the variety and vintage Jill had demanded in it. She looked away quickly, her heart beating faster.
The door flew open, and Mia's gut wrenched itself just like it always did.
Must…clean…
Her paws clenched on their own, but she took a deep breath, forced herself to relax, and plastered on a huge smile.
"Hi, Honey! How was your day?" she asked, her eyes darting from Jill to the table and back.
"Dinner."
"Yes, uh, well, here you go," Mia said, quickly hurrying to pull Jill's chair out for her.
The dragoness sat down heavily, grabbed the whole turkey in front of her, and began tearing into it with her claws, smacking, getting bits of food all over, and somehow managing to actually get any of it down her craw.
Mia cautiously took her place across the table, fixing Jill with an intent stare, her heart pounding as her eyes darted from Jill to her wine glass and back.
"What?" Jill spat, glaring at her.
Mia swallowed. "I-I just, I wanted to apologize," she found herself saying. "For…for last night. You're-you're right; I never should have been unfaithful to you. I never should have called out Kara's name."- Her eye twitched-"I swear to you, that will never happen again; I've learned my lesson."
Jill grunted in response, threw the eaten turkey carcass over her shoulder, and began eating her salad with her hands, smearing dressing all over her face. Though Mia's instinct was to shrivel her nose in distaste, she forced herself to keep her plastered-on smile, even as much as her face was beginning to tire.
She glanced again at Jill's wine glass, and her heart pounded harder in her neck. Did Jill know? Was she waiting for Mia to snap? What if she did know?! Mia's vision began to go blurry, then to fade to darkness as the terror of being found out nearly overwhelmed her.
Clean up this mess, Mia.
She gasped, her vision returning to normal just in time to see Jill down half the wine as she got up, belching loudly. Her rancid breath made Mia's eyes water.
"Good one," she said, venturing a sigh of relief as she hopped down from her chair and followed Jill as she began her inspection of the house.
"What the fuck is this?" Jill demanded on seeing the bleached carpet and brown liquid on the bathroom floor.
She blinked and squinted her eyes hard, putting her claws to her head as if she had a headache, then shook it off.
"Cunt! What the fuck is this?! Do you want me to fucking end you?" she demanded, whirling on Mia. "Are you trying to get water damage? Now you clean up this fucking mess-"
The dragoness's eyes suddenly constricted, and she began to sway.
"You rotten little cunt," she spat as she fell face-first onto the floor, banging her head against the bathroom counter as she went.
"Clean up this mess, Cunt," Mia mocked scornfully. Her tone grew distant, dazed...
"Whatever you say, Jill."
When I'm done cleaning, it will-never-be messy in here again.
A demented smile crept across her face as she began dragging Jill from the room, grunting and snarling against the dragon's immense weight.
*************
"Wake up, Jill," Mia said in a husky voice.
She turned on the hose and began spraying, dousing the dragoness from head to toe with the cold water.
Jill woke up sputtering.
"What the fuck, you rotten cunt-shit?" she demanded.
"Must clean that filthy mouth!" Mia replied, pointing the hose right into Jill's face.
Jill went to lunge for her wretched wife but found herself immobilized. She was naked, on her knees, and her wrists were tightly chained to the concrete walls of their garage, as were her thighs, wings, and tail. Snarling, Jill flexed in an attempt to break the chains.
"That's it, Missy," she growled. "You're done. The second I get out of this, your life is over! I will rip your fucking cunt open and shit in it myself until you die because you're full of shit!"
There was a shriek to Jill's left, and she turned to see that Mia was ignoring her and had turned her attention to an older female wolf-Mia's mother-restrained much like Jill was, though standing. As soon as the wolfess was awake, Mia swung the hose around, splashing Jill's belly with the cold water as she aimed it at another wolf-her father-restrained on Jill's right. Both were likewise naked. Mia, on the other hand, wore rubber gloves and the apron she used when she cleaned.
"What did you idiots do?" Jill snarled at Mia's parents. "Get control of your cunty daughter!"
"Must clean!" Mia interjected, turning the pressure on the hose up even higher and dousing Jill some more.
"I'm awake, you fucking cunt-shit licker!" Jill roared, rattling her chains.
"You're overdue for a shower by about 30 years," Mia said with a smile as she continued to spray all over Jill, making the dragon shiver in spite of her anger.
At last, she turned the water off and dropped the hose where she stood. For a moment, she did nothing; she just stood there with her hands on her hips, looking from one captive to the next with a perturbed look on her face.
Jill opened her mouth to speak, but Mia chose that exact time to break her silence.
"You told me to clean up the mess," she said, pointing accusingly at Jill, "And I have always done as you told me to."
"Mia, dear, don't be foolish," her mother urged, glancing nervously at the bound dragon next to her. "What could you possibly hope to achieve by tying us all up like this?"
Mia slowly turned her head to look at her mother and then-just as slowly-walked towards her. She put her paw on the wall above her mother's head, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to clean up the mess."
She gave a chilling smile and stepped back.
"Oh, quit the melodrama!" her mother scolded her. "You're behaving like a petulant child!"
"You wouldn't know a petulant child if one bit you in the ass, Mother," Mia said in a moment of clarity. "I was never petulant. I only ever did as you told me to do, too."
"Mia, as your father, I order you to turn us loose and apologize for this outburst of hysteria!" her father barked from across the room. "Get ahold of yourself! We raised you better than this!"
Mia began to smile, but then it suddenly faded as she turned and approached her father, pouting a little.
"You're right," she said, "You did raise me better than this. You told me never to procrastinate." She scoffed. "And here I am, procrastinating!" She gave a giddy, giggly, ditzy laugh.
"You'd better get to the point of all this real soon," Jill growled. "If I'm late for work, I will claw you to shreds!"
"I don't think there's much worry of you being late for work," Mia said, turning to a shelf of cleaning supplies and taking down an industrial-size bottle of dish soap.
"You piss-brained, shit-eating, filthy sow-cunted crap tit!" Jill screamed, wrenching futilely against her chains.
"We have got to do something about your filthy mouth," Mia murmured, connecting the bottle of soap to a port on the hose. "There's time later," she said, brightening as she strode towards Jill. "There's plenty of time. And when I'm done, the mess will all be gone, forever!"
"Mia, I'm going to call the police if you don't start acting rationally again," her mother warned.
Mia stopped mid-stride and gasped. A huge grin came over her face.
"The police?" she asked, dropping the hose and soap-bottle, narrowly missing her own feet. "The police! Yes! They will help!" Her smile suddenly faded, and she shook her head. "No, they won't help. Jill told them not to help, and everybody does what she tells them to do."
Nevertheless, she went to the shelf, dialed 911, and put the phone on speaker.
"911. What is your emergency?"
"HELP!" Mia shrieked, the pitch of her voice making her parents' blood run cold, "Jill is trying to kill me! Please! Anybody!"
There was a click, and the line went dead.
Mia smiled faintly as she redialed.
"911. What is your emergency?"
"You've got to help me! Please! She's hurting me!"
"Nobody can help you. <CLICK>"
Mia slowly put down the phone and turned deliberately to smile cruelly at her captives. When she spoke, her voice was low and menacing.
"I will clean up this mess, and Jill's bribery has made sure that nobody will stop me. The nice dispatcher lady said it: nobody can help you."
She grabbed the hose, strode briskly up to Jill, and shoved it brutally down her penis. Jill screamed just as Mia turned the water on at full blast. Water surged into the bottle of soap, mixed with it, and then shot down Jill's piss-tube, burning and stinging its whole way down. Jill shrieked and bucked hard against the restraints, but they held fast. Only when soapy water spewed out of her penis around the hose did Mia finally turn the water off and yank the hose out. Her parents watched, aghast, while Jill cried out as her bladder tried to purge itself of the soapy water that burned her urethra even after the hose was removed.
"Mia...why?" her mother asked, shocked and suddenly nervous.
Mia whirled on her. "You know something? You're really a piece of work, you know that? You both are!" She glared at her parents. "For years, I have begged you to help me as she"-she pointed a condemning finger at Jill-"Brutally raped and abused me in every conceivable way! But you were too busy enjoying her money to help your own daughter!"
She took a breath, and her preternaturally calm demeanor returned.
"But don't worry; you've laid a foundation! And with a foundation a strong as this one, it would be a shame not to build on it." She smiled, brightening dementedly. "So come on: let's build something together!"
She grabbed a hammer and advanced on her father.
"Now, the first step to any remodeling project is to remove the unwanted parts." She stood in front of him, her paw on the wall beside his head as she looked intently-too intently-at his crotch.
Her father followed her gaze, then paled.
"M-Mia," he gasped as she stroked the hammer over his sheath, "Don't-"
He let out a bloodcurdling scream that immediately dropped off to a barely-audible whimper as she swung the hammer with all her might and struck his testicle hard.
"Mia!" her mother shrieked, "Stop! Please! Don't do this to us! We're your parents!"
"Pathetic weaklings," Jill spat, a look of pain still plastered over her face as the soapy water continued to leak from her piss-slit. "Caving to that puny thing? That shitty-piss-swilling bitch-slut-cock-gobbler?"
Clean up this mess!
Mia's ear twitched, and she turned, strode over to the cleaning supply table, and grabbed a filthy toilet bowl brush.
"I really must clean out that filthy mouth," she said, advancing on Jill.
"The hell you will!" Jill roared.
Mia held the toilet brush right next to Jill's face.
"Open up, Jill," Mia said sweetly.
Jill glared at her and kept her mouth and lips tightly closed.
CLEAN UP THIS MESS, CUNT!
Mia shrugged as her eye twitched.
"Well, sometimes cleaning takes a more...aggressive approach. To really get things clean, sometimes we have to dismantle them first."
She went over to the tool rack and grabbed a crowbar, carrying it in her right hand. In her left, she carried the toilet brush.
"Your choice," she said simply. "Open"-she held up the toilet brush-"or closed?"-she held up the crowbar.
"Fuck you," Jill spat through clenched teeth.
Mia shrugged, smiled, and swung the crowbar hard at the side of Jill's face. There was a loud crack, Jill screamed, and the crowbar sunk into her cheek as her teeth broke off from the blow. Blood spurted from her lips as she coughed and sputtered obscenities.
"We'll try again," Mia said, as calm as ever, standing on the other side of Jill's face. "Open, or closed?"
Jill's stream of expletives never stopped, so Mia swung again and knocked out more of the dragon's teeth. As Jill's cursing redoubled itself, Mia stuck her paw against Jill's cheek and felt around, nodding in satisfaction that the holes where her teeth had been knocked out were big enough.
"Mia, please!" her parents screamed in terror, "Stop this! What are you doing?!"
"I'm sorry. All circuits are busy. Please hang up and try again later," Mia replied over her shoulder as she tried to pry Jill's cheek back to let her see the gap in her teeth, but Jill refused.
"Sometimes dismantling can be more difficult than usual," Mia said, "and it is necessary to remove excess growth."
She went back to the tool bench and grabbed a chainsaw. Her parents blanched. Their screams of horror were drowned out by the scream of the chainsaw as Mia brought it to life. Once again, she held the toilet brush in her left hand, the chainsaw in her right.
"What do you say, Jill?" she asked in a sultry voice over the idling engine, "Open or closed?"
"Filthy cunt-whore," Jill spat.
Mia shrugged, revved the chainsaw, and brought the chain down on the side of Jill's face, ripping off the skin that covered the gap in her teeth. The dragoness screamed and opened her mouth, blood and pieces of her cheek splattering everywhere. Mia quickly slid the chainsaw across her mouth, ripping open the other side, too. As she killed the engine, Jill's cries of pain still resounded in the garage.
"All right, then!" Mia said, putting down the chainsaw and clasping her bloody, gloved hands. "The next part is much easier because we can use our tools to help us!"
She reached over, grabbed a scissor jack, worked it into the gap between Jill's once-again-clenched teeth, shoving and whacking it roughly here and there to make it fit. Then she fitted the handle onto the jack and began prying Jill's mouth open. The dragoness cussed, swore, screamed, and roared incoherently as the jack forced her teeth apart.
Mia wiped her forehead with the back of her wrist. "Okay, now we can finally get started!"
She picked up the toilet bowl brush and advanced on Jill once more.
"Now, when things are too dirty, sometimes we have to take the cleaning in steps," she said, putting the brush under herself, squatting and closing her eyes to relax herself.
A coil of brown shit fell from her ass and landed on the brush.
"There we go!" she said, cheerily picking up the brush again. "Here we are, Jill: time to clean that filthy mouth of yours."
As Jill struggled and protested incoherently, Mia took the brush and began scrubbing the dragoness's teeth with it, making sure to get her crap down into all of the nooks and crannies and all over Jill's disgusting gums. The dragoness bucked against her restraints furiously, her head turning red with rage.
"Ah, yes, got to get your tongue good and clean, too," Mia said, diligently scrubbing the parts of the dragoness's tongue that weren't trapped under the jack with the nasty brush. "There. Now we'll let that sit for a bit."
She turned on her mother, who immediately began shaking her head and crying.
Got to clean up all of the messes!
"As with most cleaning tasks, it's possible to do something else while letting something particularly filthy soak," Mia said in indifferent response to her pleas for mercy, her head twitching.
She grabbed a pair of pliers and advanced on her mother's naked, trembling body.
"As part of general maintenance, it is good to remove and replace defective parts." She brought the pliers close to her mother's sex. "There's clearly something wrong with these parts since they produce unwanted byproducts like myself," she said, coldly looking her mother in the eye.
Her mother shrieked as Mia grabbed one of her labia with the pliers and yanked hard, squeezing it tightly and trying to rip it off. Failing her first attempt, Mia tried again, eliciting an even shriller, more desperate cry, but with no more success. Her mother's skin turned purple and black, and blood trickled out near where the pliers had broken the skin.
Got to finish before Jill gets back!
"Hmm," Mia said thoughtfully as her ear twitched again, "Of course, it's always important to have the right tool for the job."
She dropped the pliers where she was, seemingly having lost interest, and went back to Jill.
"It's always important to wear gloves when cleaning or doing maintenance work," she murmured, looking vacantly down at the ones she wore, completely covered in the dragoness's blood. She shook her head. "I'm going to need a new pair."
She looked around, but she didn't have any more gloves handy. Her gaze suddenly fixed on Jill once again, and her eyes widened.
No time. Jill will be home soon!
Her eye twitched involuntarily.
"I've got to clean up this mess!" she gasped, rushing to the cleaning shelf and grabbing some coarse steel wool and ammonia.
She hurried over to the dragoness and poured a generous amount of the ammonia on her jagged penis. Jill winced, and her eyes watered as the sharp smell hit her nostrils. Mia seemed completely unaffected and began scrubbing Jill's cock with the steel wool.
"Must…clean…" Mia muttered as the wool scraped through the outer layer of grime.
She kept scrubbing, and layer after layer of accumulated filth fell to the floor or impregnated itself into the steel fibers. Mia frequently rinsed the steel wool with the ammonia, each time making Jill's eyes and lungs burn. But as she continued scrubbing, the wool began to scrape against actual flesh. Jill's toes curled behind her as she grimaced in discomfort and began snarling.
"It's not coming out!" Mia complained, scrubbing harder as Jill's snarls turned into roars and incoherent expletives.
Harder and harder Mia scrubbed, gripping Jill's cock hard to keep it hard as she abraded more and more of Jill's sensitive skin. Finally, sweating from the exertion, she wiped her forehead again and dropped the steel wool on the ground, shaking her head.
"For really tough jobs, power tools can help if used carefully," she said matter-of-factly, going to the tool shelf and grabbing a belt sander fitted with very coarse sandpaper.
Jill's eyes bulged, and she thrashed against her restraints desperately, screaming hoarsely as the belt sander started with a whine and Mia brought it down on her cock. It took only a second for the sander to rip into the skin, and the sandpaper quickly took on a reddish hue as it picked up Jill's blood. Mia continued sanding for a good 30 seconds before finally stopping. Jill's body shook with agony and rage, making the chains jingle.
Mia shook her head. "It's just not enough. It'll have to come off."
Is the house in good repair? Anything leaking?
Her head jerked. "But first…"
She dropped the sander, and it landed on the concrete floor with a crack as she went in search of something else.
"Ah, here we go," she said, taking a dusty curling iron from the tool shelf. "When repairing pipes, it is sometimes necessary to sweat them," she said as she uncoiled its cord and plugged it in.
She walked to her father. He shook his head, tears in his eyes. "Mia, please…" he sobbed.
"For large soldering jobs, it's sometimes necessary to preheat the area."
She shoved the curling iron under her father's tail, slamming it into his anus. He yelped in pain at the rough treatment.
Then she turned it on and went back to Jill. As she cocked her head, looking suddenly perplexed, her father began to cry urgently, then frantically, with ever-increasing pitch. He gave a blood-curdling scream as the curling iron began to sear him from the inside. The smell of cooked skin, hair, and feces reached everyone's nostrils at once. Her mother vomited all over her chest and cried out for Mia to be merciful, for the love of everything holy.
This Mia ignored.
"Now, if I were to-" she began, but a shriller cry from her father cut her off.
"Geez, such a racket!" she complained, covering her ears with both hands.
She went to the tool shelf and grabbed some duct tape. "Shut up!" she ordered, but her father was in far too much pain to heed her words.
"I said, 'shut up!'" Mia screamed, reaching up to grab his muzzle, forcing it closed, and wrapping duct tape around it.
Though her father continued to scream, the agonized wailing from his nostrils was much quieter than from his mouth.
"Ugh, you were hurting my ears!" she chided him as she yanked the curling iron out, taking a chunk of charred flesh with it as it clattered to the floor. "That should be hot enough anyway."
Her father's cries became anguished moans as his anus-less ass began to leak, no longer able to hold its contents.
"Now, for this next part, I'm going to need…" Mia trailed off, looking at the tools left on the tool shelf. "Ah."
She took down a reciprocating saw, plugged it in, and advanced towards Jill.
"It's going to be difficult to get all of the mess off of this with these spines in place," she said, "So I'm just going to cut them off. They don't serve any useful purpose anyway."
Jill glared and snarled at her, but as soon as the sawblade came down on the first spine, she squeezed her eyes closed, tears streaming from them as she screamed in pain as metal screeched on bone and the motor whined against the force Mia was using to saw the spines off.
Before the first spine hit the ground with a clatter, Mia had already moved on to the second. The saw whined and labored, and another spine hit the floor, and then another, and then another.
Jill knelt, sweating, exhausted, and hoarse, her labored breathing intermixed with gurgles of anguish and mumbled expletives.
Too much work to do. Don't leave anything unfinished!
"There," Mia said, her eyebrow twitching as she tossed the saw over her shoulder. It hit the ground, broke the blade, and sent it flying across the room as Mia said, "It's important not to take on too many cleaning and maintenance projects a once, or you risk not finishing any of them. I have taken this into consideration, and I believe I can handle one more."
She strode to the tool bench and grabbed a pair of dikes.
"As I was saying, it's important to have the right tools for the job," she said, her demeanor a weird combination of Martha Stewart, Bob Villa, and Sweeny Todd as she advanced on her mother.
"Mia, no!" her mother screamed.
Mia blinked at her and cocked her head, a glazed-over look in her eyes for a moment. And then the look was gone, replaced by a piercing stare. She reached down, took one of her mother's labia between the dikes, and squeezed her hand around the handles as hard as she could.
The jaws met.
Her mother screamed as blood began streaming down the handles of the gloves and dripping to the floor below. Over her mother's cries, Mia opened the pliers again, grabbed her mother's other labium, and cut it off, too. Blood flowed freely, splattering under her mother, but Mia had more excess to remove. With a completely placid expression, she moved the pliers over her mother's clitoris and tugged the skin up with her fingers, moving it between the jaws of the pliers.
"Augh! Ahh! No!" her mother screamed. "No!"
"Hey-HEY!" Mia barked. "Mother!"
Her mother gasped, still in indescribable pain, but shocked at her daughter's tone.
"Guess what?" Mia asked in a whisper.
Her mother's jaw trembled, and she began to sob.
"Guess whaaat?" Mia sing-songed.
"What?" her mother blubbered between sobs.
"Fuck you," Mia whispered.
She shut the pliers over her mother's clit, ripped it off, and dropped the pliers with her mother's womanhood still trapped between the jaws on the ground while her mother shrieked so hard that her voice cracked.
Your gloves! What if Jill sees?
Mia's nose suddenly twitched, and she looked at Jill, a bit perplexed.
"Hmm…"
Never mind! The shower leaks; Jill will kill you if you let the house get water-damaged!
Something clicked in her mind, and she grabbed a rusty hacksaw.
"Now, this part is going to be a bit tedious," she narrated, "But if you want to do a good caulking job, it's important to get all of the old caulk out first. Most people would use a chisel or a screwdriver, but for this project, I think a hacksaw is more fitting."
She put the blade of the saw against the base of Jill's penis and began hacking. The dragoness wailed in pain, biting down hard on the jack and breaking several of her other teeth in the process as she endured the slow, methodic burning, stinging, vibrating, grinding, biting pain of Mia's hacking. Mia cut over the top of her shaft, then moved along the side, cutting about an inch deep as she traced around Jill's balls, came up the other side of her shaft, and rejoined her original cut.
Blood drooled out of the open, jagged gash, forming a pool under Jill as the dragoness groaned exhaustedly into the jack.
Ahem, your gloves? Stay with it, Mia! Jill won't like your dirty gloves!
Mia's head jerked again, and she tossed the hacksaw on the ground. It clattered and came to rest leaning on the chainsaw.
"My gloves…weren't they white before?" she asked aloud. "They're…dirty. Contaminated. They should be replaced."
She cocked her head, looked at Jill's penis, and then looked at her father's sheath.
"That's a better size," she murmured.
She snatched up a Dremel tool with a cutting wheel on it and advanced on her father. He had nearly passed out from the pain of having his anus seared out, but as Mia approached, he suddenly flinched and struggled to get away.
"Come, now, Dad," Mia said, "Don't you want your daughter to have a nice, new glove so she can clean up her pretty wife's shit off the kitchen floor?"
Before he could ask her what the hell she was talking about, she brought the cutting wheel down on the top of his shaft at the base, and just as she had done on Jill, began tracing around his sheath and balls, leaving a trail of blood and eliciting a new scream from her father. His blood flung all over the garage, leaving stripes of itself on the walls, ceiling, and floor. A streak caught Mia between the eyes, and she gasped and abruptly stopped cutting about halfway through.
"Always wear safety goggles while handling chemicals," she murmured, grabbing some from the tool shelf and putting them on.
"Know why, Mom?" she asked, grabbing the bottle of ammonia. "'Cause they hurt when they get in your face!"
She splashed the ammonia in her mom's eyes, and her mom shrieked, straining against her restraints and trying to wipe her eyes as they blurred and streamed tears in a desperate attempt to protect themselves.
"I bet ammonia hurts in open wounds, too!" Mia said, dribbling some onto Jill's cut. The dragoness's voice was nearly gone from screaming, but it found new life as the scalding burn overwhelmed her senses.
"Two out of three say that ammonia is bad," Mia murmured as she moved to her father.
Jill won't like your gloves being dirty…
Her eye twitched, and she shrugged, dropped the ammonia where she stood.
What about the shower, Cunt? Mia's gonna pound you into tomorrow!
She hurried back to Jill, her whole body jerking.
"Now, this next part will be the hardest of them all. Don't be afraid to use a lot of force when tackling some of these jobs; the parts are durable and sometimes just need to be put in their place."
She reached down and grabbed the skin on Jill's penis where the cut had been made. She tugged back on it, but though Jill screamed, nothing happened. Mia cocked her head, grabbed some C-clamps, and tightened them down tightly on the skin, eliciting a continuous groan from Jill. Then Mia wrapped both paws tightly around the handle of one of the clamps and yanked back with all her might. Jill shrieked as the skin pulled back about an inch. Mia gritted her teeth and wrenched back again. Spongy and smooth tissue appeared beneath the blood as the crevice between Jill's penis and body widened. Mia yanked again, harder and harder. The skin on Jill's penis began to slide towards the tip, like pulling off a condom, leaving the underlying viscera exposed.
"This is really hard!" Mia gasped, panting and sweating. "Let me see if this helps."
She grabbed a case cutter and stabbed it into the top of Jill's shaft near the exposed innards, then yanked backwards towards the tip, slicing the skin-sock open along the entire length of Jill's anguished penis.
"That should be much easier!" Mia said exultantly, peeling back the skin to the sound of Jill's screaming and quickly degloving her penis.
"There!" Mia said, holding the inside-out skin in both hands. "Now your penis is finally clean, Jill!" she beamed.
The eerie sight of Jill's penile tissues and testicles, blood pumping through and around them and dripping to the floor, made both of Mia's parents vomit.
"Ugh, you two are messy," Mia complained, shriveling up her nose.
She cocked her head and contemplated the bloody mass of skin she held in her hands. "Too big," she finally decided, lobbing the mass carelessly towards the garage door, where it landed with a splat.
The bathroom-is it clean, yet? Can you finally finish Jill's bathroom?
"Now," she said, her head jerking violently, "That cleaning solvent should have worked its magic, so let's see how your mouth looks, Jill."
She leaned up and peered into the dragoness's mouth, took a sniff, and reeled. "Ugh, that's awful!" she gasped, "Though it is a mild improvement over its usual reek."
She took up the toilet brush again, squirted toilet bowl cleaner all over it, and began vigorously scrubbing Jill's mouth, making sure to put extra attention on the now-empty sockets where the dragoness's teeth had been. Jill was helpless to do anything more than cry, gurgle, drool, and hiss in protest as the burning chemical assaulted the nerves in her mouth, making her whole face burn with throbbing agony.
"Now, we'll let that work while I go get another glove," Mia said, smiling as she turned towards her father.
But as she approached him, she frowned. "Oh, yeah!" she said, shaking her head and giggling. "I forgot to finish!"
She grabbed the Dremel tool again and quickly plunged it into his skin again, cutting out the rest of the outline of his balls and sheath while he screamed through his nostrils and snot ran down his muzzle.
"It's easy to make mistakes while working on DIY projects," she said, "But just remember that a mistake is an opportunity to learn. In this case, I learned that cutting a flap in the penis makes it easier to deglove on Jill over there, and so I'm going to apply that lesson to my father here."
She did as she narrated and used the Dremel to cut the same flap along the top side of her father's penis, running the whole length. His toes alternately curled and shot out straight, his body incredibly tense and his eyes squeezed shut in agony as he desperately fought his restraints and tried to escape the cruel instrument of torture.
"Hopefully this will be a lot easier," Mia said, grasping the underside of his shaft.
Feeling her touching him, he opened his eyes and pleaded through his nostrils for her not to do this.
"Just like a Band-Aid," she grinned back, and with a deft yank, flipped his penile skin inside-out and ripped it off of him. He doubled over, tears streaming down his muzzle as he wailed through his nostrils and his chest heaved with sobs.
"Well, what do you know?" Mia asked, punching a few holes in the penis-skin, "A perfect fit!"
It was actually anything but, far too small to wrap around her wrist as she poked her fingers through the holes, trapping the sheet of skin against her gloves.
"Look, Mom!" she gloated, stepping over to caress her mother's cheek with her father's inside-out penis-tissue. Her mother shrieked in disgust and horror, throwing up all over the "glove."
"Mom!" Mia huffed, "You ruined it!" She angrily ripped the skin off her hand, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it spitefully. "Just like everything else that's important to me, you had to go and ruin the glove Dad gave me, too!"
Don't forget the yard, Mia. Jill will be angry if you leave it a mess!
Her head twitched to the side, and she smiled beatifically again.
"It looks like it's time to do some yard work," she said, picking up the chainsaw. "It's a tremendous help to your property value if you keep your hedges neatly trimmed, and your neighbors will appreciate it, too. Now, the proper tool for this would be a hedge trimmer, but since we don't have one, we're gonna use this trusty chainsaw instead."
She yanked the rip-cord on the chainsaw, and it roared to life.
Her parents screamed and writhed in terror, and Jill snarled and thrashed as Mia slowly turned, pointing the bloody blade at each of them before settling on the dragoness.
"There is some serious overgrowth down here," Mia said, kneeling down to bring the chainsaw under Jill. "All of this undergrowth needs to come out. It will bring life to the rest of the plants if it's removed."
She revved the engine, engaged the chain, and began running it through Jill's thick, nasty pubes. Not designed for hair removal, the chain snagged in the hairs and began ripping them out like a vicious epilator, making Jill writhe and struggle as Mia carefully moved the blade mere fractions of an inch from her skin, leaving her as bald as a baby.
"Oh," Mia said somberly, letting the chainsaw idle, "This is worse than I thought. We'll need to do some heavy pruning. The best time to do this, of course, is during the spring, right before your hedges put on new growth."
A moment of lucidity came over her, and she locked eyes with Jill, a cold, sadistic gleam belying her intentions. Jill inhaled sharply to object, but then Mia revved the chainsaw and shoved it up Jill's pussy. The dragoness screamed as the relentless blade carved into her sex, blood spraying all over the ground. She lost continence and drenched the chainsaw in bloody piss. The chainsaw carried the fetid liquid along its chain and flung it between her exposed testicles, stinging and burning her unprotected gonads as Mia worked the blade forward and backward, in and out, and side-to-side, carving the dragoness's sex from her like a turkey.
"Whoo!" Mia panted, turning off the saw and dropping it, "That was some wild growth! How's the cleaning situation looking?"
What about the car? Jill wants the car maintained. Gasp!-Did you remember to fill the windshield wiper fluid?!
She jerked again and reached for the windshield washer fluid, some tubing, and a funnel.
"It's important top off your wiper fluid with each oil change," she said, forgetting anything about the "cleaning" she was doing as she shoved the tube up one of her father's nostrils.
He tried to jerk back but couldn't escape as she continued feeding the tube down his throat.
"You want to make sure not to use too much," she said as she connected the funnel to the tube. "Just fill it up to the max-fill line."
She began pouring the fluid into the funnel. Her father flinched and bucked, trying to escape the toxic beer-bong, but the blue poison continued filling his gut until the funnel began to back up.
"Just right," she said, yanking out the tube.
Her father's face registered panic as he felt himself about to throw up and aspirate. Desperate not to die this way, he fought to keep the poisonous liquid down. His stomach began to ache, and he began moaning piteously though his now-bleeding nostrils.
Hello? The yard work?
"How's that yard work coming?" Mia asked abruptly, dropping the funnel and tubing as she began collecting Jill's dismembered penile barbs. "It's going great!" she replied exuberantly. "We just want to make sure we get the leaves bundled up and properly discarded."
She took the stack of barbs over to her mother and began shoving them into her pussy one-by-one, as if filling a trash bag. Her mother opened her mouth to scream, but the pain lumped in her throat. The sharp barbs cut into her, and the even sharper, jagged bases where they'd been cut from Jill dug into her tortured flesh, slicing her pussy open and freeing an anguished, blood-curdling scream that pierced Mia's ears like an ice pick. Blood trickled from deep inside her, ran over the clotting sore where her pudendum used to be, and flowed unchecked down her legs as Mia shoved her whole forearm violently into her. She pulled her arm out, and one of the barbs fell to the floor.
Not one leaf, Mia!
She hurriedly grabbed the barb and shoved it back up inside her mother, twisting it sideways, making it dig in and lock itself in place. The force of Mia's mother's pussy walls squeezing against the sharp barbs made it dig into her, slowly driving itself through the tender tissue. Her mother sobbed in agony, her throat burning from her tortured cries as tears streamed down her muzzle.
"All set here! What about that cleaning?"
Forget the cleaning! That light was supposed to be hung up today! You don't want Jill to hang you up!
"Now the first thing you want to remember about replacing a light fixture is to turn the power off before you begin taking it down," Mia said, looking around the blood-covered floor and pursing her lips. "It's…important…" she murmured absent-mindedly, "Because… Ah!"
She reached down and grabbed the dikes, shook her mother's severed bits off them, and went to Jill.
"You don't want too much wiring when you hang the light, or it may be difficult to fit the shroud over it," she said. "Be sure to support the light as you sever the connection."
She reached down and cupped one of Jill's exposed testes in her hand, examining its "connections" to the rest of her body.
"Ah, here we have an example where the fan and light have separate circuits," she said. "We'll just cut the fan connection"-she deftly clipped Jill's vas deferens, eliciting a distasteful grunt from the dragoness-"and then we'll do the light."
She yanked down hard on the testicle and centered the tendon holding it to Jill's body between the jaws of the pliers. Jill thrashed and struggled, knowing what was about to happen, but all in vain. Mia gritted her teeth and squeezed hard on the dikes, and Jill's testicle abruptly disconnected from her body. The wolfess tossed it over her shoulder carelessly, and it splatted sloppily next to the hacksaw.
Mia crawled under Jill with the pliers and followed the tendon up with her paw, looking for where it connected.
"Aluminum wiring should be replaced with copper," she murmured as she pulled hard on the tendon, making Jill double over from nausea. "Ah."
She reached up, clipped the tendon deep inside of Jill, and took it out.
"Just what I needed!" she cried. "Got to make sure my leaf-bag is tied up nicely!"
She began to go to her mother, but suddenly her father started howling through his nose. Mia jumped in surprise. The windshield wiper fluid was blinding him, and he was panicking at the loss of his sight. Mia ignored him as he began to retch, his whole body struggling as vomit shot from his nose.
"To keep your leaves from blowing away, it's good to tie up the bags," Mia yelled over her father's screams and retching noises.
His body convulsed as his lungs aspirated, the chains that held him rattling desperately.
And then it was silent. Her father's body hung limply against the chains.
"Some bags come with flaps to make this easy, but older ones-this one is particularly old-still require twist ties," Mia continued, breaking the silence.
Her mother began to howl mournfully at the loss of her husband.
"Ugh, and not a moment too soon," Mia complained.
She wrapped Jill's tendon around her mother's neck and pulled it tight, silencing her. Her mother's eyes bulged, and she stared at Mia in horror and disbelief.
Don't forget the bathroom! Quit wasting time!
Mia deftly tied a knot in the makeshift garrote and left her mother to expire as she hurriedly went back over to Jill and began releasing the scissor jack. As soon as it was loose enough, Jill spat it and several teeth it had dislodged out.
"Fuck…you…" the dragoness panted weakly, her voice barely above a whisper but still seething with rage. "You…fucking…twat."
Mia sighed. "Well, folks, it looks like for this particular mess, we're gonna have to do some deep cleaning."
You haven't mowed the lawn, yet, Mia! Jill will see!
Her body convulsed.
"But we'll get to that right after we check in on our progress on the yard. We've got to keep the lawn properly mowed; many HOAs and cities have ordinances against grass taller than five inches."
She pulled the ripcord on the lawn mower, and it surged to life. As she backed it up and started moving it towards Jill, she ran over Jill's severed testicle, and without any hesitation, the lawn mower painted a stripe of the liquefied gonad all over the garage.
"No more than five inches," she murmured as she looked at Jill.
A shadow crossed her face, and she smiled.
"Let's make it two."
Jill screamed and shouted obscenities through her butchered mouth as Mia drove the lawn mower up to her, tilted it back, and began shortening her penis with a slow, deliberate pace. Jill could see the blade coming and thrashed in a desperate attempt to save what was last of her precious cock, but to no avail. The blade contacted, grabbed her penis, and began drawing it in as Mia moved slowly forward. Jill shrieked, her voice deafening and drowning out the sound of the lawn mower as Mia fulfilled her promise. A stream of blood and penis-bits shot out the lawn mower's discharge chute, painting the floor with a deep, red stripe.
The mower stopped, and Mia put it down, smiling cruelly as she went to the tool bench and grabbed a tape measure. She placed it next to Jill's stump.
"One and fifteen-sixteenths inches," Mia said smugly. "Close enough."
"You…little…" Jill swallowed, trying to stay conscious from blood loss and unchecked fury. "You prick-sliming, shit-pissing, skank-whore-titty-crap-fucking, bitch-puss-slit-cunny-cock cunt-waste! I'm gonna-"
Mia quit listening, grabbed the duct tape, and taped Jill's mouth closed. The dragoness glared at her and hissed through her nose, still coming up with new obscenities to hurl at the wolfess as Mia taped one side of her butchered mouth closed.
"Time for that deep-cleaning," Mia said, grabbing the bottle of bleach.
No time! Jill will be home, and you've got to have this place spotless!
Mia's head jerked, and her heart palpitated at the thought. Her eyes darted around the room, and seeing the ammonia, gasped and grabbed it.
"Better clean both ends," she mused.
She took a tube and shoved it up Jill's ass. Jill tried to shove it out, showering Mia in shit as she did, but Mia just shoved the tube deeper into her until it was so far up her ass that she couldn't shove it out. Then she took the funnel and poured the ammonia into it, using a ladder to get enough height to let gravity do the work. Jill screamed as the caustic substance began burning her insides, doubling up as it gave her indescribable cramps that took her breath away.
As soon as Jill's ass was filled, Mia grabbed another tube, shoved it into the hole in Jill's cheek, and fished it down her throat, then poured the bleach down the tube and sent it burning its way down her esophagus into her stomach. Jill retched, and foam came out of her mouth as the strong base mixed with her stomach acid. Sweat immediately beaded on her head as her body began to overheat. Mia kept pouring and then quickly removed the tube and taped the hole in Jill's mouth shut.
The cleaning is almost done… Soon we can relax!
Jill slumped, her whole body aching as the toxin in her ass and the toxin in her stomach each made her cramp and writhe exhaustedly against her restraints.
Suddenly, she sat upright, and her pupils constricted as the bleach in her stomach met the ammonia in her ass, quickly expanding and growing impossibly hot. She took a few anguished gasps, squeezed her eyes closed, and uttered, "Fuck you," through her nose.
And then she popped.
Mia blinked through her goggles as superheated dragon bits flew through the air, covering the entire garage in Jill's remains.
Mia's eyes went wide, and a huge grin came over her face. "Hehe, pop!" she giggled, acting like she was popping a bubble.
Look at this mess!
Her smile vanished, replaced with a look of dismay.
Figures. Even in death, she'd leave a mess.
Mia suddenly gasped and blinked, uncertain where she was or how she got there. Looking around at all the blood, her parents' corpses, and the guts all around her, her eye twitched several times.
"Must…clean up…?"
She looked around herself helplessly, not even knowing where to start. She looked down at her gloves, covered in blood. She yanked them off, recoiling in horror as she began to hyperventilate.
Relax. You can rest now.
"Rest? REST?!" she shrieked. "How can I rest? There's…there's blood! Everywhere! I-I-I've got to clean this! Jill will kill me!"
Jill is gone.
"N-no! She's-she'll absolutely butcher me!"
Jill is gone.
"I've got to get this blood off!"
She shed her clothes, running around aimlessly, bumping into things, and finally tripping over the tools she'd left lying around and landing flat on her stomach, covering herself in blood.
"Augh!" she shrieked.
*************
"Better go check it out," said Frank, sighing in annoyance.
"Do we have to?" asked Harry, his partner.
"Yeah. Chief says Jill hasn't paid her bribe in over a month, and the neighbors have been reporting bad smells for weeks now."
"Great," Harry said blandly. "At least it's a pretty morning for a drive."
They turned the patrol car around and headed toward the dragoness's house. Everything looked quiet, so they knocked on the door. There was no answer.
"Maybe she went on vacation," Harry suggested.
Frank shrugged. "Let's check with the neighbors."
They knocked on the neighbor's door, who sighed with relief.
"Please tell me you're here about the noise and stench from next door?" she asked anxiously.
"Yes, ma'am, we are," Frank said.
"Well, it's about time!" the neighbor said. "I've been calling for a month, and it's so bad, I can hardly stand to go out in the alley to smoke!"
She led them back, and even before they reached the back of the house, the overwhelming reek of decay flooded their nostrils, and they both winced and grimaced.
"See? I told you!" the neighbor said. "There's got to be some kind of violation for subjecting your neighbors to that kind of stink!"
"Hey, Frank," Harry said, "Have a look at this."
A thick, red paste had seeped under the garage door. Harry beamed his light on it. The officers exchanged glances, and Frank radioed in that they might have a homicide and asked for backup and clearance to force entry.
Sirens wailed as backup arrived, and Frank kicked the side door to the garage open.
"Holy…shit…" Harry gasped.
Everywhere their flashlights shone, they saw blood and guts. Numerous yard tools and empty bottles of ammonia, bleach, and windshield wiper fluid lay in pools of blood. Two decomposing corpses hung by chains next to the severed limbs of a third victim, but the body was nowhere to be found. Heaps of rotting flesh sat around the room, and Frank gasped and jumped out of the way as a chunk of something suddenly fell off the ceiling. Blow flies buzzed incessantly around the putrid mess.
"Look!" Frank said, following a trail of bloody footprints into the house through the open doorway.
"Hello? Police," Frank said, his weapon drawn. "Is anybody here?"
They followed the footprints cautiously into the house. Light streamed through windows all around, but the place appeared deserted.
"Ugh!" Harry grimaced. "Is that a pile of shit?"
Frank shook his head in disgust as they continued to follow the trail. It disappeared under a closed door. No light shone from the other side.
Frank and Harry glanced at each other and then took up positions on either side of the door.
"Police!" Frank barked. "Come out with your hands up!"
Both listened intently, but there was no sound. Heart racing, Frank kicked the door in, and they both entered gun-first, looking for assailants.
The only thing that assailed them was the sharp reek that burned their noses and eyes so badly that they had to retreat to fresh air.
"Fuck, that's awful!" Harry groaned.
"Better let it air out a bit," Frank agreed.
After a moment, they both held their breath, stepped back in, and turned on the lights.
"Shit!" Frank cried.
Bloody paw-prints covered everything in the tiny bathroom. Blood was on the floor, on the walls, on the counters, and on the mirror, which was raked over with claw-marks.
"Frank, look!" Harry gasped.
He pointed to the mirror. The jagged claw marks converged to form the word, "CLEAN".
Frank turned. "The fuck?" he asked, shuddering.
He scanned around the room, and his gaze fell on the bathtub. It was full almost to the brim with a coffee-colored liquid-the source of the terrible smell. He gasped. On each side of the tub was a gruesomely disembodied arm, clinging to the side as if a body bathing in the tub had up and vanished, leaving only the arms. His eyes followed the tub towards the wall.
A wolfess's head sat at the back edge of the tub, staring placidly at him from hollow eye sockets.
"Oh, shit!" he gasped, recoiling and bumping into the wall.
The bump jarred one of the arms, and it fell into the tub with a plop. The acrid liquid began bubbling furiously as it dissolved the newcomer.
"Grab the head!" Harry cried, and Frank grabbed it by the ears just before it was lost forever.
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It would take days to figure out whose head Frank had grabbed. There were no missing persons reports for anyone matching the head's description. It wasn't until they tracked down the bodies in the garage that they discovered that they were all related.
How the wolfess ended up in a tub of lye remained a mystery. The evidence suggested she'd done it to herself, but no fur could withstand that agony!
Though the police would never know what really happened, the wolfess's gently smiling face said everything that needed to be said.

Mia was finally clean.
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